People in Conferred Gods: Rising from humble beginnings, I am the God of Wealth

"The way of the university is to manifest the bright virtue, to love the people, and to stop at the highest good."

"To be sincere in one's intentions means not to deceive oneself, but to treat others as one would abhor a foul odor or a beautiful sight. This is called humility. Therefore, a wise man is always cautious when he is alone..."

Yang Xuan listened to the reading aloud coming from the courtyard and felt that it sounded quite familiar, as he had seen these sentences in his memories from his previous life.

After thinking for a while, he realized where those tones came from, and a look of astonishment appeared on his face.

"Is this university-level content?"

Yang Xuan wasn't a top student in his previous life, and he had virtually no recollection of the book "The Great Learning."
However, under the influence of the red spider lily, after merging all the memories of her previous life, including one in which she had considerable literary talent and a deep understanding of the "University," remembering its contents.

The words heard in the courtyard are part of the content of "The Great Learning," a collection of sayings from Confucius.

"Could it be... that the owner of this courtyard is the future Confucian sage?"

Yang Xuan stroked his chin, a thoughtful expression on his face.

Because the current situation in Kyushu is very different from the original timeline, Xiqi did not establish the Great Zhou, and the Great Shang did not perish.

Even a few years ago, when Emperor Xin had just completed his mission and abdicated, he returned to Huoyun Cave.

Therefore, the Nine Provinces are not currently in the Spring and Autumn and Warring States periods, but are still under the rule of the Shang Dynasty.

However, fate has its limits. The key to the events of the Hundred Schools of Thought was not the Spring and Autumn and Warring States periods, but the founders of each school of thought.

In the original timeline, these patriarchs should have been reincarnations of powerful beings who spread their respective schools of thought and propagated their own lineages throughout the Nine Provinces.

It is also about enlightening the human race and gaining a share of human fortune and merit.

However, under Yang Xuan's deliberate changes, the scope of the Hundred Schools of Thought expanded from the Nine Provinces to this ancient eastern wilderness, allowing all the billions of races in the ancient world to participate.

In this way, there would be no need for someone to travel back in time to become a human, spread various schools of thought, and establish the Hundred Schools of Thought.

In Yang Xuan's view, the founder of Confucianism, Confucius, should be the same as the founder of Taoism, who was created by some great figure.

Looking at it now, it seems that this is not the case.

After the primordial world evolved into the Three Realms, the size of the Nine Provinces expanded by about three times, leaving many open spaces.

If Confucianism was truly founded by a great figure, it shouldn't have appeared in existing human cities.

Squeak—!
Just then, the wooden gate to the courtyard was opened from the inside, and a handsome young boy stood inside, giving Yang Xuan a proper bow.

"Greetings, young master. Are you here to formally become an apprentice and study under a master?"

Yang Xuan did not conceal his presence, which is why the child was able to see him.

"What? Someone has come to seek education?"

Another child peeked out from inside the door frame. This child had his hair in a bun, looked chubby and had a clever air about him.

He wasn't shy at all. He stepped forward, looked Yang Xuan up and down, and said in a serious tone:

"My teacher is a true immortal, a powerful being who teaches the Great Dao of the Golden Immortals."
If you gain some insight, becoming a Celestial Immortal won't be difficult, becoming a True Immortal is within reach, and even becoming a Mystic Immortal isn't impossible. As for becoming a Golden Immortal, that depends on your own destiny.

"Oh?" Yang Xuan became interested, plucked two spiritual fruits from the Mysterious Spirit Gourd, handed them to the two boys, and asked with a smile:

"Your teacher is merely a True Immortal, how could he possibly teach the Great Dao of the Golden Immortal?"

The two boys didn't recognize the spiritual fruit, but seeing Yang Xuan casually take it out, they didn't take it too seriously, thinking it was just two ordinary spiritual fruits.

They thought about their teacher's usual teachings, then took the spiritual fruit from Yang Xuan, bowed respectfully, and said:

"Given by the elders, I dare not refuse!"

After accepting the spiritual fruit, the boy with the bun hairstyle replied:

"This is not something we're making up. Our teacher has extraordinary comprehension. Everyone says that our teacher's comprehension is comparable to that of a great sage. It's just that he hasn't been cultivating for long enough to improve his cultivation level."

"But the path that the teacher taught is truly the Golden Immortal Path. Under the teacher's guidance, many of the disciples in our academy have broken through to the Celestial Immortal Realm, which is much faster than their original cultivation speed."

"but……"

At this point, the boy paused slightly, glanced back, lowered his voice, and whispered:

"However, this is an academy, not a charity. If you want to enroll, there will be a fee."

"May I ask how much you charge?"

"It's not expensive, a thousand low-grade Fortune Coins will suffice over ten years."

The Fude Coin was the currency created by Yang Xuan in Tiger Head Village when he first arrived in Kyushu.

Later, Yu the Great decreed that the Fude Coin be designated as the currency of the human race, and inscribed the Fude Coin on the Nine Tripod Cauldrons, making the Fude Coin an indispensable part of the human race.

Later, Yang Xuan perfected the method of minting Fude coins and handed it over to Qi, allowing the Great Xia to master the method of minting Fude coins and improve the monetary system of the human race.

Furthermore, the method of minting the Fude Coin can draw upon the surrounding spiritual energy and the pure Fude energy that roams between heaven and earth, causing it to gather within the Fude Coin.

Carrying a Fude Coin for a long time can enhance one's own fortune and has the magical effect of warding off disasters and attracting good fortune.

By directly refining the Fortune Coins, one can obtain pure spiritual energy and release all the pure Fortune Qi.

Although this pure energy of good fortune cannot be used directly by people, it can still improve their luck and increase their chances of breakthrough.

The more Fortune Coins you refine at once, the denser the surrounding Fortune Qi will be, and the better the effect will be.

Furthermore, after these auspicious energies linger in the surrounding area for a period of time, they will re-integrate into the void, enhancing the fortune of the entire Kyushu and gradually transforming Kyushu into a top-tier blessed land.

Therefore, even though the Shang Dynasty replaced the Xia Dynasty and became the new ruler of the Nine Provinces, the currency they used was still the Fude Coin.

Even if Xiqi ultimately triumphs and establishes the Great Zhou Dynasty during the Investiture of the Gods, the currency used will not change; it will still be the Fude Coin.

Furthermore, after Shang Tang ascended to the throne, he proactively came to Huoyun Cave to request the assistance of the Three Sovereigns, and further improved the minting method of Fude coins based on Yang Xuan's work.

Based on the spiritual energy and pure energy of blessings stored within them, the Fude Coins are divided into four grades: low-grade, medium-grade, high-grade, and top-grade.

One hundred low-grade Fortune Coins can be exchanged for one mid-grade Fortune Coin.

The price offered by this young boy was quite cheap; it was only about the monthly living expenses of an ordinary Earth Immortal.

"Fortune coins..."

Hearing about the Fude Coin he had created from the child, Yang Xuan was filled with emotion.

Back then, the reason he created the Fude Coin was simply to promote the operation of the market and lay the foundation for the future establishment of a business system.

Unexpectedly, Yu the Great was so generous that he had the Fude Coin engraved on the Nine Tripods, directly establishing the monetary system of the Nine Provinces and becoming the foundation of commerce.

Over the years, Yang Xuan has gained deeper insights into business principles by observing the circulation of Fude coins throughout Kyushu.

Combined with the Heavenly Court's points system, the Heavenly Virtue Bank, and the Underworld's Earthly Virtue Bank,
I had already come up with some ideas on how to extend the business philosophy from Kyushu to all parts of the human world, which would save a lot of time.

"Young sir, are you listening to me?"

Seeing Yang Xuan suddenly show a look of emotion and stand still, the little boy couldn't help but stand on tiptoe, stretch out his chubby little hand, and wave it in front of Yang Xuan's eyes.

"One thousand low-grade Fortune Coins, right? That's fine." Yang Xuan came to his senses and nodded.

He didn't have any Fortune Coins on him, but as the creator of Fortune Coins and the only God of Wealth in Kyushu, he could easily print out not just a thousand low-grade Fortune Coins, but even a thousand top-grade Fortune Coins.

But just as Yang Xuan reached into his sleeve, preparing to print money on the spot, a deep, authoritative voice suddenly came from inside the courtyard:

"Zixia, you mustn't be rude!"

The chubby-faced boy was startled by the voice, instinctively shrinking his head back and immediately standing up straight, not daring to speak again. Yang Xuan looked into the courtyard and saw a middle-aged man, nine feet six inches tall and quite burly, walking quickly towards him.

The man walked up to Yang Xuan and bowed respectfully.
"Confucius greets Master." Zixia was greatly surprised and secretly glanced at the two of them. It was the first time he had ever seen his master act in this way.

What he said wasn't nonsense. Although his teacher only had the cultivation of a True Immortal, the Great Dao he spoke of could truly lead directly to the Golden Immortal realm.

Under the tutelage of his teachers, many celestial beings have emerged from this academy.

Normally, when the children of prominent local families came, they treated his teacher with great respect, and the teacher always treated them the same, never being so courteous before.

Although Yang Xuan was unaware of these things, he could tell from Zixia's appearance that Confucius's reaction was not quite normal.

However, his attention was now entirely focused on the man in front of him.

Some people may not have heard of the name Confucius, but everyone knows his other name.

Kong Qiu is Confucius, the founder of Confucianism, and a sage of Confucianism and Taoism!
Yang Xuan paused for a moment, then asked with a smile:

"You recognize me?"

Although Yang Xuan did not conceal his presence, he always kept his aura under control, which was his habit.

Even if they were both quasi-saints, they wouldn't be able to tell his cultivation level; they would only think he was an ordinary immortal.

Given Confucius's level of cultivation, he could at most only see Yang Xuan's cultivation level as a Celestial Immortal. Logically speaking, there was no need for him to be so respectful.

As for whether Confucius would recognize Yang Xuan's appearance, that is equally unlikely.

As a great sage of the human race, Yang Xuan holds a position equivalent to the current human emperor. Over the years, given his contributions to the human race, his influence far surpasses that of the current human emperor, easily placing him on par with the Five Emperors.

If Confucius had truly recognized Yang Xuan's true identity, his attitude would have been even more respectful than it is now.

Confucius shook his head and said frankly:
“I do not know you personally, but I can sense that you are no ordinary person. Your cultivation as a Celestial Immortal is merely a facade. You must be a powerful being above the Golden Immortal level.”

"Oh?" Yang Xuan raised an eyebrow, an invisible river appearing in his eyes, and then he understood.

Confucius, as the founder of Confucianism, even if he was not transformed by some great being, was still born with extraordinary abilities and arose in response to the times. It is not surprising that he could see these things.

More importantly, Yang Xuan saw in Confucius a faint but extremely pure and righteous spirit.

Clearly, Confucius had already reached the threshold of Confucianism and was in the early stages of establishing his teachings, thus receiving more blessings from the heavens.

Moreover, Yang Xuan saw two special causal lines in Confucius, but could not see their origin.

This shows that Confucius bears the marks left by two great figures.

Yang Xuan is capable of invoking the projection of the River of Destiny, making it impossible for him to see the cause and effect of the source. He is at least a Quasi-Saint and possesses a great treasure.

"Is it the ancient Fuxi, or a sage?"

Yang Xuan pondered to himself.

"Please come in, sir."

Confucius, unaware of Yang Xuan's thoughts, reached out his hand towards the courtyard, inviting Yang Xuan inside.

Yang Xuan thought about it and accepted Confucius's invitation.

If this were just an ordinary family's courtyard, he would really doubt whether his senses were wrong.

Even an ordinary person, even one with the cultivation of a Golden Immortal, could not possibly help Yang Xuan sever his benevolent corpse.

But if this ordinary family member were Confucius, the future sage of Confucianism, then it's hard to say.

During the Investiture of the Gods, Yang Xuan's cultivation was insufficient; he was still a Great Luo Golden Immortal and dared not rashly come into contact with the Child of the Tribulation, much less create karma.

But now, Yang Xuan has successfully severed his evil corpse, becoming a quasi-saint and a dual emperor of both the Heavenly Court and the Underworld.

Furthermore, within the Nine Provinces, one can not only receive the blessing of the human race's fortune, but also mobilize the power of the Nine Cauldrons Formation.

Moreover, this is not a time of great calamity, and Yang Xuan is fully capable of handling the karmic consequences arising from contact with the chosen one of destiny.

If Confucius truly possessed an opportunity that would allow Yang Xuan to unleash the benevolent corpse, even if it was only a possibility, Yang Xuan had no reason to give it up.

After entering the courtyard, Confucius led Yang Xuan to the inner hall.

Confucius first asked Zixia to bring two cups of hot tea, and then asked curiously:

"I wonder what important matter has brought you here today, sir?"

Yang Xuan did not answer immediately, but instead focused his mind on his spiritual platform.

On his way into the inner hall, Yang Xuan thought that since the opportunity here was related to the slaying of the benevolent corpse, he should make the corresponding preparations.

Therefore, based on the method of severing the three corpses, combined with the method of severing the corpses during the Great Calamity over the years, and considering his own situation, he condensed a seed of good intention and suspended it in his spiritual platform.

next moment.

Yang Xuan was surprised to find that, nourished by the righteous energy, the seed of goodness became more and more rounded, as if life was being nurtured within it.

"Could it be that righteous energy is beneficial for condensing seeds of good intentions? And helps in severing the good corpse?"

"Is it because the Dharma I created is special, the seeds of good intentions are special, or is there something special about my righteous spirit?"

Comparatively speaking, Yang Xuan prefers the former. If it were the latter, the establishment of Confucianism would definitely cause a huge uproar in the prehistoric world.

Whatever the reason, Yang Xuan is certain that his opportunity to sever his corpse truly lies in this place, perhaps in Confucius, or perhaps in Confucianism.

Having figured all this out, Yang Xuan didn't hesitate much and said directly:
"This humble Taoist would like to stay at your home for a while. Is that alright?"

"Huh?" Confucius was taken aback, not expecting such a response.

Yang Xuan laughed and made up an excuse to explain:

"I heard from Zixia that although you only have the cultivation of a True Immortal, you are able to transmit the Way of the Golden Immortal. After meeting you, I know that what Zixia said is true."

I then wish to stay here for a while, to sit and discuss philosophy with you, sir.

"Of course, I know the rules."

As he spoke, Yang Xuan raised an eyebrow at Zixia, reached into his sleeve, and printed a Fude coin on the spot, handing it to Zixia.

"This is my rent and tuition fee, which should be enough for a while."

Zixia took it and his eyes widened immediately.

"The highest grade Fortune Coin, this is..."

Zixia counted on his fingers and began to calculate carefully.

One top-grade Fortune Coin is equal to one hundred high-grade Fortune Coins, which is equal to...

"Hiss! That's equivalent to a million low-grade Fortune Coins!!"

Zixia gasped. It was the first time he had ever seen so much money. He suddenly felt that this light coin had an unimaginable weight, and subconsciously used both hands to lift it up.

Zixia turned to Confucius with a serious expression and said in a deep voice.

"Master, please agree!"

With this top-grade Fortune Coin, they would have no worries about food and drink for the next few years, and could freely pursue their cultivation and studies. (End of Chapter)